This sudden change shocked everyone in the Wang family.

"Mom, grandma has a chicken on her head."

The little fat boy came to his senses, looked at his grandmother and cried out, then let go of his grandmother's hand, turned around and threw himself into his mother's arms.

Zhang Ruhua was pecked several times by Xiaohua, and she jumped and cried in pain.

"Wang Chunsheng, are you dead? Hurry up and help get this chicken off my head."

Zhang Ruhua screamed and shouted for help, and only then did Wang Chunsheng and his son remember to rush to her side and drive the chickens away for her.

"Grandma, isn't that our Xiaohua?"

When Yun Mian saw Wang Chunsheng and his son rushing to Zhang Ruhua, waving their arms ferociously to chase the chicken, she felt a little anxious, fearing that the spotted hen would die in the hands of the Wang father and his son.

"Isn't that our little flower?"

This sudden change made Mei Cuiping's eyes widen.

"Why did this bastard come here?"

Mei Cuiping cursed at the hen, but in her heart she was worried about the hen's safety just like Yunmian.

Cluck, cluck, cluck!

Wang Chunsheng pulled out a few feathers from the hen's wings, and she screamed in pain.

Seeing the chicken feathers flying into the sky, Yunmian stamped his feet anxiously and shouted to the hen, "Xiaohua, Xiaohua, come down quickly."

As soon as the sound of milk was heard, the spotted hen that was like a fighting cock instantly quieted down. It flapped its wings twice and flew off Zhang Ruhua. It ran towards Yunmian and hid behind her. Then it stretched out its chicken head and continued to stare at the people from Old Wang's family.

Zhang Ruhua breathed a sigh of relief as she felt a lightness on her head. With her messy hair, she glared at Mei Cuiping and her grandson.

"Mei Cuiping, look at your money-losing bitch, you little bitch, you actually yelled at your spotted hen to peck me."

Xiaohua had pecked Zhang Ruhua, and the Yun family was ultimately in the wrong. Mei Cuiping was about to apologize to Zhang Ruhua, but upon hearing what she had said, she immediately took back the words that were on the tip of her tongue and said with a dark face, "Zhang Ruhua, you ungrateful old loser. If Mianmian hadn't called the spotted hen down from over your head, you would have been turned into a bald old donkey by my spotted hen today. You're a bad mouth, cursing so much that even the chickens can't stand it. You deserve it."

"Mianmian, lead the way for brother, let's continue home."

Mei Cuiping was so angry that she didn't want to bother with Lao Wang's family anymore.

Yunmian's rosy little face was tense. She was on guard against the people from Old Wang's family attacking her grandmother, while leading the way for the young third master.

The Third Master followed closely in her footsteps.

"Don't worry, that old lady is no match for Grandma Yun. Grandma Yun's words just now have already frightened her."

Yun Mian turned her head and looked at Zhang Ruhua carefully. She found that Zhang Ruhua looked dazed. Wasn't it because she was frightened by her grandmother's momentum just now?

"You have a pretty good eye for people."

"Pink Dudu, you...were you praising me just now?"

The Third Master suddenly felt a little hot on his face, and his ears quickly turned red.

"Actually, there's no real skill involved. A barking dog doesn't bite, and a biting dog doesn't bark."

Yun Mian thought the metaphor of "burden" was very vivid and was about to nod in agreement when she realized belatedly that this was what she was being called.

"Who are you calling Pinkdudu? My name is Yunmian."

Little Third Master: "Fen Dudu, you actually made that hen obey you. How did you do it? Can you teach me?"

The Third Master felt that Yunmian was not as easy to call as Fendudu, so he stubbornly called Yunmian Fendudu. Moreover, the Third Master, who had always been mature beyond his years and thought that children's games were extremely childish, suddenly became very interested in Yunmian's chicken-taming skills.